Provoking the villain, madly criticizing the tyrant for kidnapping my sedan chair for the bridal cha

Under the laurel tree, many unmarried men and women, facing the bright moon, put their hands together, closed their eyes, and prayed devoutly.

A breeze came.

The osmanthus branches and leaves sway gently, exuding a faint fragrance of osmanthus, which seems to add a bit of response to this prayer.

"Your Excellency, Yue Lao, please grant me a happy marriage and let me meet the person I know and stay with for the rest of my life."

Different faces, different men and women, different people, but they read the same words.

Under the supervision of Xu Taohua, Lin Lixia went through the process as the old lady wished, even if she found the lines awkward.

Not far away, the incense lit by Lin Lixia was about to burn out. Luo Zisu and Yun Wuhen remained motionless like sculptures.

The direction in which the two people froze happened to be able to clearly see the people praying under the osmanthus tree.

Seeing Ji Shen standing next to Lin Lixia, praying to the moon above the osmanthus tree, Luo Zisu was so angry that he couldn't even move his tongue.

Yun Wuhen's eyes widened, and when he saw his master praying, he secretly looked at Lin Lixia and smiled, he felt a turmoil in his heart.

Lin Lixia finished the process and focused all her attention on Qingyou: "Sister Qingyou, you are here, don't you pray?"

"Not interested!" As soon as Qingyou finished speaking, she saw two figures attacking her. They were the two people whose effects of the 'Zombie Breath Poison' had expired.

Yun Wuhen's movements were as fast as lightning, and his posture was as light as the wind.

Qingyou was no match for him and gave a sneer: "Is your stomach churning?"

"You poisoned me again?" Yun Wuhen's hand froze, and he felt uncomfortable in his stomach.

"Remind you two, if you don't want to cause embarrassment, it's too late to go find a hut."

Luo Zisu covered his stomach with one hand and ran towards the left direction of the Dragon Girl Temple without bothering to settle the score with Qingyou.

"My stomach hurts so much..."

"I'll settle the score with you later!" Yun Wuhen let go of Qingyou and trotted all the way.

"Sister Qingyou, who are they?" Lin Lixia remembered that she used chicken to test the medicine, and the chicken would cause diarrhea after the medicine took effect.

"The remaining effects of the 'Zombie Breath Poison' must be drained at least three times before it can be drained out." A proud smile appeared at the corner of Qingyou's mouth.

"Compared to the poison that seals the throat with blood, this is more suitable for women to defend themselves."

"Amazing!" Lin Lixia looked full of admiration and stepped forward to hold Qing You's arm.

Her half-baked drug can easily affect herself when she spreads it on others. She must take the antidote before using it.

The dead breath poison is applied on the needle, so it won't affect you when you attack it, and it can be done quickly and accurately.

Even masters like Yun Wuhen couldn't escape the dead breath poison just now.

First make someone freeze with a stick of incense, and then make someone pull him three times in a row. Even a young man of steel will turn you into a yandere.

Ancient anti-wolf artifact.

The group of people followed Qingyou and turned left and right, stopping in front of an embroidery shop with a "lifelong love".

It was originally a shop selling various embroidery products such as sachets, embroidered handkerchiefs, and round fans. Now there are several types of soaps at the entrance of the shop, and there are dedicated people to introduce them to pilgrims passing by.

After looking at it, Lin Lixia had to admit that Feng Jinhong was very good at doing business.

Peel off the rough paper wrapping the soap, replace it with a silk handkerchief embroidered with flowers, and then put it into a purse embroidered with exquisite patterns. The quality of the soap will suddenly rise a lot.

Xu Taohua was no longer jealous of the nine-liang price difference. After looking at it, she sighed: "A man depends on his clothes, and a horse depends on its saddle!"

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer flower soaps in the store, Qingyou was a little anxious: "Lixia, did you really make this?"

"Sister Qingyou, do you want to use it yourself, or take it back and give it away?"

"What's the difference?"

"If you take it back and give it away, I'll go in and buy some silk handkerchiefs and purses to make it look nicer for you."

"No need!" Qingyou said, "I just want the flower soap inside."

Lin Lixia happily held Qingyou's arm: "Let's go home with me to get it. Enough is enough!"

*

"Yun Wuhen, I can't walk." Luo Zisu held on to the wall.

Looking at Yun Wuhen, who was also about to collapse, his face was filled with resentment: "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have gotten lost with Xiao Zhong."

"Idiot Luo, if you hadn't fought with me, how could the woman from Shadow Valley have hurt me?"

Yun Wuhen looked depressed, wondering if he would be punished by his master after returning.

Luo Zisu walked up to Yun Wuhen and tried to climb on Yun Wuhen's back.

"I don't care. It was you who caused me to be separated from Xiaozhong. You have to carry me back."

Yun Wuhen couldn't even stand still. He was pulled by Luo Zisu and almost fell down. He roared angrily: "Fool Luo, get off here!"

Not far away, Fat Zhong, who was nibbling candied haws on a stick, heard Yun Wuhen's roar as he held the candied haws in his mouth.

He ran towards the two of them.

Unexpectedly, he stumbled and crushed the candied haws before he could bite it.

It's stuck in the throat.

Ka's Fatty Zhong strangled his neck, his face turned red from holding it in, and he bumped into the two of them.

As soon as Yun Wuhen pulled Luo Zisu down, he was knocked dizzy by Fat Zhong.

When Luo Zisu saw Xiao Zhong, he was originally very happy that someone could carry him home, but when he saw Fat Zhong, his whole face turned red.

"Yun Wuhen, look quickly, what's wrong with Xiao Zhong?"

"Another fool!" Yun Wuhen understood everything instantly when he saw the candied haws held in Fat Zhong's other hand.

Fortunately, as the prince's personal guard, he had the 'Intestinal Pill' developed by the imperial doctor, which could relieve diarrhea symptoms in a short time and quickly replenish his physical strength.

After he swallowed one, he yelled at Fat Zhong: "Bend over!"

Fat Zhong struggled to bend his fat waist.

Yun Wuhen slapped Fat Zhong on the back hard one after another until the fourth palm fell, and Fat Zhong spit out a complete hawthorn.

The whole person's breath gradually stabilized. Fat Zhong was stunned for a moment, hugged Luo Zi and cried.

"Young Master, I finally found you. Young Master, Xiao Zhong thought he had lost you and would be punished when he returned home. The more he thought about it, the more he became afraid, and the more he became afraid, the more hungry he became..."

With that said, Fat Zhong took the remaining two candied haws in his mouth, chewed them quickly, and quickly spat out the hawthorn seeds all over the ground.

Yun Wuhen: "..."

There are just as many slaves as there are masters, and they are equally unreliable.

"Idiot Luo, are you leaving?"

"Can't walk!"

"Come up!" Yun Wuhen looked helpless: "I'll carry you!"

Along the way to Longnv Peak, there are red lanterns hanging. Fat Zhong looks like a moving bear, and his belly becomes an obstacle for him to go down the mountain.

Yun Wuhen carried Luo Zisu on his back and walked down the steps of Longnu Peak.

I was so tired that I didn’t even want to say anything.

Seeing that his master's carriage had not left and was still waiting for him, Yun Wuhen was moved to tears.

"master!"

Hearing Yun Wuhen's voice, Ji Shen opened the curtain with a concerned look in his eyes.

After seeing Yun Wuhen carrying Luo Zisu on his back, he immediately became cold and put down the curtain, not wanting to ask any more questions.

Yun Wuhen: "..."

What did he do wrong?

Seeing that Luo Zisu could not walk, Lin Lixia quickly got off her carriage and said, "Mr. Yun, let brother Zisu ride back in my carriage."

Seeing his master opening the curtain again, Yun Wuhen reacted quickly: "No, idiot Luo, where is your carriage parked?"

Luo Zisu looked at Fat Zhong.

Fat Zhong ran over with panic on his face, his fat belly trembling.

"Sir, our horse can't move anymore, it's dead!"

Yun Wuhen: "..."

Ji Shen: "..."

Lin Lixia: "..."